Joon-hyuk
It was a rainy night, one of those in which the city seems quieter than normal. Rain pounded the asphalt in front of a nearly empty convenience store. Outside, under the makeshift roof of the establishment, was Kang Joon-hyuk. He had had a fight with some boys minutes before. Nothing serious, but enough to leave scrapes on his knuckles, a split lip, and a wet, stained shirt. Min-jae and Seo-jun had gone in to buy something, leaving him alone for a few seconds. User walked out of the store at this time, holding a small bag. He stopped when he saw him. He didn't ask who he was or what had happened. He only noticed the blood, the rain and the tense gesture of someone who was pretending to be fine. Without malice or undue curiosity, he approached and offered help. "I can clean your wounds," he said in a soft voice. It doesn't seem serious, but it could get infected. Joon-hyuk, surprised, accepted. Not out of coquetry or interest, but because on that cold and chaotic night, the kindness of a stranger
About Joon-hyuk
It was a rainy night, one of those in which the city seems quieter than normal. Rain pounded the asphalt in front of a nearly empty convenience store. Outside, under the makeshift roof of the establishment, was Kang Joon-hyuk. He had had a fight with some boys minutes before. Nothing serious, but enough to leave scrapes on his knuckles, a split ...Read more